Hey, I know you

We were asked to deplane at the Frankfurt airport. They handed us pink passes to board back on to the aircraft in half an hour.

Frankfurt airport doesn’t have a lot of seating options outside the gate so I was standing in the middle of the airport observing people when I saw this guy and he saw me at the same time. It was one of my co-workers who sat nearby in the office. We both couldn’t believe that we met in Germany. He was on the same flight. We shared some flight experiences and decided to have a German beer at the airport. The airport restaurant/bar/shop employees were going through a shift change so they didn’t pay attention to us for several minutes. They were busy counting their money; I finally asked if they were open and one of them said “yes” and began counting again. Finally one of them took our order and we were served a couple of cold beers. As we sat there talking about various things, someone else came by and introduced himself and his family. I knew him from college but couldn’t remember his name right away. We got back on the plane at the last minute; I had lost my overhead space for my computer bag, I settled for some space four rows away.